the mindless other jupiters
Jupiter shall emerge
with grace and tap gold whisky from her crystal keg
and see the whole man converge
cutting the lashing of his waterproof leg.
Every incident should have some bearing on the denouement.
have you ever seen a ghost?
every fiction should have some bearing on our denouement.
what was his proudest boast?
blabbing by rote
an exceptional touch
has been slightly torn or wounded in the throat.
fingers say too much.
pile the words of the earth
to protect him and teach him his worth
sonnet generated by prosaic from 200,000 phrases gleaned from project gutenberg